The Hazel Green herald. [volume] (Hazel Green, Wolfe County, Ky.) 1885-19??, 1887-07-13
CHAPTER X.
THE :EST.

and unmoved. He knew his duty rs a
good citizen in such cases, and allowed
no foolish emotions to come between
himself and that duty.
Little Amos, who had only partially
realized what had happened, and yet
knew it was something terrible. burst
into tears. Mr.. Arnold, with features
rs imperturbable as stone, walked to-
ward the boy and, laying hand so
heavy upon his shoulders us to almost
bend the little body double, said:
"See here, sir, we want none of that
noise, do you understand me now? you
just hush that up"
"Oh, sister-sister is dead" sobbed
the child.
mo, she is not. She will recover
soon enough; now You must keep
quiet" Turning to his wife, who stood
in a stupefied manner at the door, her
face turned upward, he added: you
had better look now and see what else
is gone. We don't know but half the
silverware is stolen"
"Oh, sister, sister, cried the little
boy. sobbing and holding his out
stretched hands toward the insensble
! Helen.
Had l not better do something to
restore her?" asked Mrs. Arnold, who
was really agitated.
mo, she will recover soon enough
all that is put on"
ot -,
her face ?''
'Hunt your silver spoons" cried Mr..
Arnold, land let her alone! I'll war
rant she'll recover all right"
The suggestion to sprinkle some
water in her face seemed to strike the
boy favorably, and he began to strug-'
gle from the chair in which he was sit
ting. Either the excitement or partial
paralysis of his limbs caused him to fall
from the chair to the floor.
"Oh my back have hurt my back"
cried the little cripple. No one seemed
to care if he had, though the child cried
out with the most intense agony.
Mrs. Arnold was rumaging through
her silverware as though she was not
certain it was all there, and little Amos
struggled to his feet, and by holding to
chairs reached pitcher containing
some water, and dashed the contents in
his sisters face.
..Sister! sister," he cried, most pit
fully, "come to yourself again, won't
youP am sure Helen is dead"
H. -,
could not keep little Amos from she'd
ding tears over his sister.
Helen began to revive. She started
up in dazed sort of a way. unnoticed
and uncared for by any one save her
crippled brother. She made an effort
to rise to her feet, and, finding her head
dizzy, sank down in chair and placing
her arm around the back, laid her head
upon it and sobbed violently.
SISTER, sister, cried little Amos.
who was now unconscious Of the pain
his back gave him, .'do look up !--are
you bettcr?"
She'll be better soo-," said the deep
rasping voice of Mr.. A ID, while his
chin seemed degree cher in the air,
and his mouth was close as steel trap,
Helen heard the bitter taunt, and all
her noble soul aroused, she cried:
Judge Arnold. l never put that
bracelet in my carpct-bag. never
stole it, am innocent, and you know
it."
"Oh yes" and the chin and short |
roam whiskers rose higher, IL have seen
many as equally innocent; / never
heard one plead guilty on the first
accusation"
'Some of your own family put that
jewel in my carpet bag to ruin me-"
sobbed Helen.
That's an old dodge" said the man
in the doorway. "a thief is always
that somebody's trying to
ruin his character. Now, that bracelet
is worth twenty dollars; you will have
to explain how the stolen property got
into your possession. or you may get
into trouble"
Judge Arnold" said Helen, rising
and bringing all the energy which she
felt In her ease required nc her com.
mand. 81 swear, so help me Heavcn
that l never touched that bracelet since
my mother owned II. IL was put In
my carpet bag by other hands than
mine"
"Helen Lakeman." said Mrs. Arnold,
the beautiful girl, with her
head high In the air, lit Is had enough
for you 10 steal bracelet without add.
Ing perjury Ia sour crime"
Helen was ahoeked. She realized
how hopeless was her condition, She
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